50- Prayer

On our way back, my hands were behind my back, trying not to espy her graceful aura but I couldn’t stop myself either.

The way she lowered her gaze, took a bite. Licked her lips from nervousness. She knew I was looking at her.

‘Why do I still find her beautiful?’

“You look horrible, you know.” I said this for my own satisfaction.

‘Why are you so compelling?’

“Hmm, I think that too. I have stopped grooming myself.” She nodded, not arguing about it.

“Is that why you are looking at me constantly?” She asked, tugging her hair behind her ears, she believed in my words.

“Do I look bad?” She asked again, glancing at me in nervousness.

“You do.” No, you don’t.

“I see…”

Humming, we both began to walk again, not talking further.

"Why did you warn Edmond to stay away from me?” After a moment of silence, Annalise finally spoke up.

I knew she would ask this. I didn’t want her to but she did and answering it was a complex situation. It was unintentional yet unstoppable.

“Was his